Obsession

I know you love me, even though you can't say it.

The signs were always there: the way you looked at me, the tension in your voice when we spoke.

And I love you. Have since the first moment I saw you, when I knew we had to be together.

Maybe I tried too hard.

Maybe you shouldn't have played hard to get.

Your face is serene as I crawl into bed next to you, savoring what's left of your warmth.

I put the gun in my mouth. It's still warm, too.

At least now we'll be together.

Forever.

—Chris Doty-Dunn